The meeting at Zixiao Palace ended.
Hongjun disappeared.
The great powers are ready to leave.
Jie Yin and Zhunti immediately grabbed the leader of Tongtian.
Leader Tongtian: "?"
"On the occasion of Wutian's arrival, I am happy that Leopard Buddha has passed away. My brother plans to hold a funeral for Gongbao. Brother Tongtian, what do you think?"
"Stand and watch, sit and watch, lie down and watch, how else can you watch?"
"Forehead……"
"Brother Tongtian, would you like to give Gong Bao a ride at the end? Of course, you can give me any gift."
"Let's talk about it later." Leader Tongtian broke away from the pull of the two saints and returned to Biyou Palace, preparing to move the dojo back to Jin'ao Island.
It's not interesting for Yu Yutian to live there.
Jieyin and Zhunti held Ming He again, "Brother Ming He, Buddhism is planning to hold a funeral for Gong Bao at Shiwanda Mountain. Brother Taoist will definitely come with gifts, right?"
"have no idea."
Jieyin and Zhunti turned around and grabbed Kunpeng again, "Brother Kun, brother Kun, don't leave yet. For Gongbao's funeral, you come with the gift money."
Kunpeng: "No, these two people are suffering from some kind of hysteria, right?" (Severe illness)
Jie Yin and Zhunti were guarding the gate of Zixiao Palace. They passed by a monk and invited him, "Gongbao's funeral, you, gift money."
"Gongming, Gongming, don't leave. I can't write two characters in one sentence, so you have to come, right?"
"Zhen Yuanzi, come on, please."
Buddhism moved to Shiwandashan and was so poor that holding a funeral for Shen Gongbao was frivolous, mainly because he wanted to receive gifts.
You can’t come empty-handed, right?
Shen Gongbao was very famous in the prehistoric times. He was known as the ancient road, warm intestines, timely rain, Hu Baoyi, and emphasized color over justice. He had a great face. He believed in receiving gifts and Zhunti, and he would be merciful in accepting gifts.
To give the miserable Buddhism a sharp bite of blood.
at the same time.
Mount Sumeru.
The golden bodhi tree has been entangled by the black energy of the devil, and the devil is majestic.
The man in black robe stood under the bodhi tree and saluted respectfully, "Demon ancestor, Hongjun summoned three thousand Xuanmen monks to discuss matters in Zixiao Palace to discuss the crusade against the devil..."
"It doesn't matter."
"Hongjun's body has been invaded by the prehistoric heavenly way, and he has no skills. Although the ancestor's strength has not reached its peak, it is easy to control Hongjun."
"With Mount Sumeru as the center, it swept across the wilderness."
What the Demonic Way needs to do now is to solidify its foundation, strengthen the Demonic Way's destiny, and completely open the passage between the ancient world and the outside world.
The whole prehistoric period was possessed.
The great masters left the Zixiao Palace and returned to their own dojo first.
Then several rays of light converged towards the depths of the East China Sea.
Deep in the intersection of the four seas, there is a huge and boundless island floating on the sea.
The mist is thick and mysterious.
"Is this the legendary overseas fairy island Penglai?"
All the great masters in the ancient world have heard of Penglai, Yingzhou, and Abbot, but have never seen them.
Yuan Hong, Yang Jiao, Nezha, and Longxuhu stood outside Penglai Island and bowed respectfully, "Teacher, please come to the island, seniors."
Ancestor Zhulong, Kong Xuan, and Huo Qilin had known about this place for a long time. They looked at each other and entered the island with a smile.
Styx, Kunpeng, and Zhen Yuanzi entered Penglai side by side.
The Eleven Ancestral Witches walked with Jiang Liu, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Little White Dragon, and Black Bear.
After the Tongtian leader moved back to Jin'ao Island, he rushed to Penglai Island.
As soon as the powerful men entered the island, a strong aura of chaos rushed towards them.
"Such... such rich spiritual energy!"
"The top of the top cave paradise!"
"Mist grass? What kind of spiritual root is that? The legendary Huang Zhongli?"
"This boundless lake is so beautiful with its rugged waves."
"Wucao!!! Do you think this lake is filled with the Three Lights Divine Water?"
"High-quality innate tea tree?"
"Billion-year fairy fruit?"
Rao was the most powerful man in the world, and when he looked at everything on Penglai Island, he was shocked and speechless.
"It's real!"
"The biggest old silver coin!"
"It turns out that Baobao is the yin one!"
"With such a sinister leader, who would understand?"
All the powerful people walked to the front of Jiehe Palace.
Looking at the Jie'e Palace, he stopped, his eyes were fixed on the Dao Palace, and Dao Yun unconsciously rose up around him.
Several strands of Taoist rhyme blend together, as if entering a mysterious state of enlightenment.
The door of Jiehe Palace slowly opened.
A monk walked out of the Taoist Palace.
He was dressed in black, with sharp facial features, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was handsome and handsome, and was extremely elegant.
There is a smile on the lips.
"Welcome to Penglai Island."
"The Xuanmen's meeting is over, it's our Taoist's turn to have a meeting."
"Fellow Taoists, please enter the main hall."
"please."
The main hall of Jie'e Palace.
Baobao is sitting on the futon, ranking first.
A group of powerful people were sitting on the futons on both sides, and there was no difference in order of rank.
Jiang Liu looked at the scene in front of him, and the sealed memories in the deepest part of his consciousness came to his mind again.
The picture is very blurry.
It seems to be also in this Jie E Dao Palace.
A man sat at the head of the table, and then countless monks stood on both sides. Hundreds of schools of Taoism contended, and the Taoist rhyme was rich, all blending together as if they were substantial.
How magnificent?
Standing at the top of the times.
I don’t know when, a voice sounded, “Live in calamity, die in calamity…”
The number of monks in the hall began to decrease.
Fewer and fewer.
Until both sides of the chief, only two servants were left.
One said: Six-winged golden cicada.
Second: Six-winged black mosquito.
Until everything disappears, the Calamity Palace is sealed, and sinks into the long river of time and destiny.
"Master, master." Sun Wukong shouted softly, pulling Jiang Liu out of the remaining memories.
The Taoist meeting is already discussing how to disintegrate Xumi.
The devil is everywhere, deep in the monk's heart. While guarding against it, you must also give it a head-on blow.
Shen Gongbao was facing Shang Wutian that day...that is, Rahu, and he vaguely sensed that the Jinnara possessed by him had the Hunyuan Wuji Golden Immortal cultivation level, which was even higher than his own.
In which heaven Wutian's cultivation is, you need to fight to know.
The reason why Shen Gongbao didn't take action was actually because he wanted to use this fierce offensive of the demonic path to unite all the fellow Taoists in the Taoist sect into one heart.
Of course, Baobao never had the idea of replacing Xuanmen.
He never even thought about replacing Hongjun as the Taoist ancestor.
Even if you force yourself, Taoist master is completely OK.
I don’t want to be the head of state... Oh, a monk who is not a Taoist master is not a good monk.
The first plan to attack Xumi was successful.
Styx, Beiming, and Wuzhuang Temple formed a three-point C shape and attacked Mount Sumeru to disintegrate the demonic cultivators.
Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin are the second echelon, following closely behind.
Shen Zheng was recruited as a strong man, and together with the eleven ancestral witches, they formed the twelve capitals of the gods.
Dijun and Taiyi, who were hiding, led Lu Yao and arranged the Zhoutian Starry Formation to echo the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation.
Leader Tongtian once again prepared the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
As a result, the prehistoric times were turbulent, and the murderous aura surged day after day.
For the first time in the Dao Sect, the battle to conquer the Demon Dao begins.
In this battle, mountains and rivers collapsed, and rivers and seas reversed course.
In this battle, hundreds of millions of creatures were involved, bleeding and drifting.
The entire Sumeru area turned into a mess.
There was no invitation to lead or Zhunti to join the battle. The two sages smelled the smell and came looking for him. They beat him the most fiercely and cruelly, "Fellow Taoists, follow the poor monk to kill Sumeru. The restoration of Buddhism is just around the corner."
In this battle, the sky and the earth overturned, and the sun and moon changed color.
We have reached the foot of the Bodhi tree.
Wutian was wearing a monk's robe, with black hair, sitting on a black lotus, with a plain face and a calm voice, "There are saints in Xuanmen, and there are great saints in the demon world."
boom! The void was torn apart and surrounded by demonic power.
The three great saints from the outer demon world walked out of the void, and their power was equal to that of the ancient saints. They were even at the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal cultivation.
The great sage of the demon world was punished.
The venerable demon world, Jidu.
The spirit of the demon world, Bo Xun.
